All Chapters of The Billionaire's Runaway Ex-Wife : Chapter 231 - Chapter 240

Coco was beaming with happiness when she saw her mommy sitting next to her dad at the same table. Even though she couldn’t speak to her directly but the feel of just seeing her after so many months filled Coco with joy. The excitement in her eyes was clear as she chattered non-stop about everything new that had happened in her life over the past few months. It was as if she was telling everyone at the table but deep down she knew she was sharing these stories for her mother.She knew that her mother would have cried so much for her in her absence but she was letting her mother knew that she did not live a hard life. She did not want her mother to worry about her and wanted to ease her out. “Aunt Emery, can I come over next week to play with my baby cousin?” Coco asked, her eyes bright with anticipation at the thought of spending more time with her family. It was not that she hated Taylor family. They were good people. Her aunt Beatrice was nice and always found ways to make her feel g

Inside the study, the tension was suffocating as Nikolai handed a file to Sabrina. Her suspicions were confirmed the moment she opened it. They were the inheritance papers. He had modified his will yet again after the custody battle.As her eyes scanned the document, Sabrina couldn't help but let out a sarcastic laugh. "Is this a joke?" she asked, disbelief colouring her voice. How dare he do this to her and her daughter? "I don't understand what you mean," Nikolai replied calmly. "This is Charlotte's right," Sabrina snapped, her voice rising with each word. "You can't just slap ridiculous conditions on what belongs to her. She's Nathaniel's daughter!"Nikolai's expression hardened as he leaned back in his chair. "And so what if she's his daughter? My son chose to be my enemy long before I disowned him. He left this family, and none of you ever cared to see things from my side. You all only ever saw Nate's point of view. Nobody bothered to consider mine."He paused and continued, "I

“You look great,” Anne said with a warm smile. “And welcome to my café!”Bella returned the smile. “I have been meaning to visit, but I just couldn’t find the time. I had to see what your daughter’s always raving about. She says you make the best desserts in the world.”Anne laughed. “My baby’s not wrong!” She added, “Let me get you a table.” Anne was thrilled to see Bella here and quickly suggested the best desserts on the menu after knowing Bella had a sweet tooth.A few minutes later, Bella exclaimed, “Oh my God! These blueberry tarts are to die for!”Anne grinned. “I’ll pack some desserts for you to take home. And don’t forget to share with my baby.”Bella was too busy devouring the plate of desserts to respond at first and when the words settled in her head, her face glowed with happiness. Noticing the change in Bella’s demeanour, Anne asked gently, “How are you?”Bella looked up, her expression softer. “I took your advice and hashed things out with my husband. I talked, and he ju

A few moments later, the psychologist emerged from Anne’s room. He scanned the faces in the hallway before asking, “Who is the patient’s family?”Everyone instinctively stepped forward. Nicholas who was holding Leon close, said, “I’m her husband. Nicholas Hart.”The psychologist nodded, signaling for Nicholas to step aside for a private conversation.“Mr. Hart,” the psychologist began, “Your wife’s condition is more concerning than it may appear. Although she insists that she’s not stressed, it's clear she’s unaware of the extent of her stress. She’s not only dealing with overwhelming stress but also trauma. It seems that she is been trying to avoid by keeping herself constantly busy.”Nicholas felt a cold wave of dread wash over him as he listened. “What do you mean by trauma?”The psychologist continued, “It seems that she has been using various activities as a way to distract herself from her deeper issues. She is trying to avoid addressing the root of her problems because she belie

The nanny who had sensed the gravity of the situation, gently urged, “Miss Taylor, please call Mrs. Taylor. We cannot calm Miss Charlotte down. She won't tolerate seeing you right now. Only Mrs. Taylor can help her.”Sabrina’s heart sank at the suggestion. The memory of her last encounter with Bella flashed before her eyes. A heated argument that had ended in bitter words and actions. They hadn’t spoken since and the thought of reaching out to Bella now filled her with dread. Yet, for Coco’s sake, Sabrina knew she had no choice. Reluctantly, she picked up the phone and dialled Bella’s number.The call rang several times but Bella didn’t answer. Frustration and anxiety gnawed at Sabrina as she left a voicemail, her voice filled with desperation. “Bella, it’s Sabrina. I need your help. Coco needs you. Please call me back.” She hung up and stared at the phone. There was no reply, no acknowledgement that Bella had even received the message. Desperation mounting, Sabrina made another call